428: Chapter 427 The Key Variable: Willpower!

Half an hour later, Professor Disser, having finished his purification, walked slowly out of the room dressed in the traditional white robes of Christianity.

"Pilgrim Professor Disser." A voice came, breaking the silence of the corridor. "The Saint Ritual is about to begin."

A man walked up to meet him. His face wore a solemn expression, and his eyes revealed a hint of reverence.

Without suspicion, Professor Disser followed him forward.

The stone path beneath his feet seemed to carry the weight of history.

Every step made a faint sound, echoing through the empty corridor.

Soon, the two arrived at another magnificent, golden hall.

Professor Disser looked up and was instantly stunned by the sight before him.

The hall's dome towered high above, with exquisite murals depicting various legendary stories of Christianity, as if telling of past glories.

Brilliant chandeliers emitted a soft, warm glow that illuminated every corner.

On both sides of the hall, various precision electronic instruments made faint sounds.

The indicator lights on those instruments flickered constantly, appearing out of place with the surrounding sacred atmosphere, yet adding a sense of mysterious modernity.

Looking at the decorations and layout, which were similar to other great cathedrals but clearly more luxurious, Professor Disser began to feel excited.

This was what a holy land should look like!

Professor Disser observed his surroundings as he walked, his eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

Soon, he discovered a super-large glass chamber at the very front of the hall.

The glass chamber refracted charming colors under the light, like a precious holy relic.

In the center of the glass chamber stood a glass tank filled with golden liquid.

The golden liquid seemed to radiate a mysterious power, drawing Professor Disser's gaze.

The liquid swayed slightly, reflecting light that was dreamlike and illusory.

On the wall behind the glass chamber was a life-sized relief of God.

God's face was kind and solemn, and His eyes revealed infinite wisdom and compassion.

Professor Disser gazed at the statue, and an inexplicable feeling of reverence surged in his heart.

At this moment, a person wearing red, gold, and white robes stood quietly in front of the glass chamber.

It was the Cardinal, Nakamura Inao.

His robes fluttered gently in the breeze, adding to his majesty.

On the left and right, there were two rows of twenty holy believers each, sitting on the floor.

Their faces were solemn, their hands raised high in a triangle shape, and they were chanting, as if having a silent communication with the divine.

"Professor Disser." Nakamura Inao's voice rang out, breaking the brief silence.

"Before the Saint Ritual begins, as your guide, I will use all my holy power to pray for you to the Lord."

"May you successfully pass the Saint Ritual and become a devout saint under the seat of our Lord."

His voice was low and magnetic, full of infectious power.

His eyes were also filled with anticipation and blessings.

Looking at Nakamura Inao, who showed kindness and compassion, Professor Disser's eyes shimmered with tears, and he said with a slightly trembling voice, "Thank you, respected Bishop."

With the help of the holy believers, Professor Disser took off his robe, stepped into the glass chamber, and sat into the glass tank filled with golden liquid.

When his skin touched the edge of the glass tank, a chill instantly spread through his entire body.

At the same time, the sound of prayer from the outside entered the chamber, neat, loud, and full of piety.

"Dear Lord! On this day, I pray to You with reverence and piety."

"I pray that You bless Your most sincere pilgrim, John Disser, and protect him as he cleanses the filth from every corner of his body during the Saint Ritual..."

Every word seemed to carry endless power, echoing in the hall.

"Almighty Lord! I pray to You with reverence and piety!"

"I pray that You grant Your most sincere pilgrim, John Disser, courage, wisdom, strength, faith, and perseverance..."

In the glass tank, Professor Disser closed his eyes tightly, listening intently to every prayer, his faith growing firmer in his heart.

"Merciful Lord! I pray to You with reverence and piety!"

"I pray that You forgive Your most sincere pilgrim, John Disser, forgive all the sins he has committed in the past, and let his soul feel Your love and compassion..."

Inside the glass tank, Professor Disser also closed his eyes and began to pray with full piety.

In his heart, he silently confessed his sins, praying for God's forgiveness and guidance.

Not long after, suddenly, a sharp pain came from his arm.

Professor Disser opened his eyes wide and pulled out the needle.

The white-robed believer wearing a mask said calmly, "Do not be nervous."

The white-robed believer's voice sounded muffled through the mask, but his eyes were very firm, as if giving Professor Disser strength.

"This is the holy water bestowed by the Lord."

"It can assist you in cleansing the filth from every cell in your body. But..."

Speaking to this point, the white-robed believer changed his tone.

He stared intently at Professor Disser, full of seriousness.

"Please remember. Whether it is having distracting thoughts, not being sincere, or having been too deeply tainted, the holy water will have no effect."

At this moment, Professor Disser could no longer speak under the effect of the "holy water" and could only nod with difficulty to indicate understanding.

His face turned pale from the pain, but his eyes still flickered with a firm light.

"Sleep." The white-robed believer's voice became gentle.

"With all your piety toward the Lord, endure everything that follows."

"When you wake up again, you will become the greatest saint!"

As Professor Disser slowly sank into the glass tank, the prayers outside paused.

The hall fell into a brief silence, with only the faint sounds of the precision electronic instruments continuing.

"The vital signs of test subject No. 31453 have begun to fluctuate, but they are within the normal range..." a believer in charge of monitoring reported nervously.

"Continue monitoring." Nakamura Inao's voice was steady and calm.

"Yes."

"The solute absorption rate in the seventh-generation electrolyte is lower than the previous 75%... Bishop, the electrolyte concentration reduction rate is too low. Should we increase the ion concentration?"

"Adjust it upward by 20 units."

"Yes!"

"Report, Bishop, the electrolyte concentration reduction rate has remained linear within one minute, and the overall situation is controllable!"

"Good, good, good!"

Nakamura Inao could not help but feel excited, his hands clenching unconsciously.

After human experiments on more than 30,000 subjects and more than 30,000 failures, by chance, in one experiment, the genetic engineering research team he led unexpectedly discovered the most important breakthrough.

After multiple controlled verifications, they determined that during the process of human subjects undergoing super-power awakening and stimulating genetic abilities, one variable was crucial.

That was willpower!